EPISODE 4: DUETS
"Alright guys, everyone take your seat," Will entered the choir room. "I've got some bad news. Puckerman is in juvie."
"It was only a matter of time," Tina actually spoke.
"And when is he getting out?" Rachel asked, worried.
"Unknown," Will answered.
"He may be the dumbest person on the planet, and that's coming from me," Brittany smiled.
"Guys, how about a little sympathy," Will said over their laughs.
"But Mr. Schue, we need his voice and his bad boy stage presence," Finn complained.
"Guys, this is an opportunity-"
"For what? Making us even worse?" Quinn interjected.
"For welcoming our new member, Sam Evans!" Will pointed.
Sam came jogging in.
"Hi, my name's Sam. Sam I am. And I don't like green eggs and ham," Sam smiled, chuckling.
"Oh wow," Santana began. "He has no game."
"Okay! This is gonna be great. You're not going to regret joining Sam," Finn stood up greeting him and guiding him to a seat next to him.
Will then began to explain what a duet was and how it depended on musical chemistry.
"He's definitely on team gay," Kurt thought as he saw Sam sit next to Finn. "No straight boy dyes his hair that color."
"And so, your assignment for the week is to pair up and sing a duet, and to make things more interesting, this will be a a competition," Will announced.
"What does the winner get?" Finn asked, hoping for a an Xbox or something manly.
"The pair will get a free dinner to Breadstix," Will smirked.
The girls quickly became giddy as the guys began to sulk. Will noticed and decided he knew the perfect way to motivate the males.
"Well, I can see the guys aren't so excited," Will spoke. "The guy in the team with the least amount of votes will receive a special punishment from me," Will finished.
"Wait, what's the punishment?" Finn asked.
"I'll think of something," Will winked.
Finn and Kurt gulped. Was Mr. Schue's punishment a wedgie?
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Kurt trotted happily into the lockerroom, knowing Sam was still in there. When he walked in he found Sam slipping on his baby blue T-shirt. His body was muscular and his abs were oh-so present. As Kurt watched them be covered by the T-shirt, Kurt though to himself what a flamboyant color his shirt was. Sam was definately gay. Then the male started to slip his pants off. He was wearing a pair of Dark Gray Boxer-Briefs. They formed nicely to his body. His toned legs complimented his perfect buttocks. Kurt was in awe, best undies he's seen this year. As the boy put his hands on his Boxer-Briefs Waistband. Kurt figured seeing the boy in his underwear secretly was bad enough, he didn't want to sneak a peak at his cajones.
"Sam!" He shouted happily, just before he started to pull off his underwear.
"Woah dude! I didn't think anyone was in here!" San blurted, obviously startled. He rubbed a bit of sweat from his forehead.
"Freaked out you're in your underwear in front of other people?" Kurt asked. He smiled and shrugged as he leaned against the lockers.
"No. We're all straight guys here, right?" Sam said letting out a nervous chuckle.
"Well not me." Kurt shrugged. Sam gave him an awkward expression, that didn't fade until he spoke again. "I'm gay, still a guy."
As Kurt let out a giggle, Sam nodded and gave a bright smile. Was he smiling that he was gay? "Oh, Well I'm okay with that."
"I know." Kurt said under his breath.
"What?"
"Umm, Getting to the reason I'm here. I wanted to know if you wanted to pair up for Glee." Kurt offered.
"Totally. I don't have a partner yet, I was beginning to think no one would ask me. When Santana said I had no game, I thought no one was liking me."
"Everyone likes you. Don't be silly." Kurt complimented. "Well thanks for everything. I'll email you some song choices and my voice. I'm thinking something by Abba or Cyndi Lauper."
Sam gave a confused look as Kurt exited the room joyfully.
-GLEE-
"You can't do this to him," Finn spoke to Kurt as he strutted to cafeteria.
"You're over reacting," Kurt said quietly as he grabbed his plate.
"If Sam sings with you, you're painting a target on his back," Finn explained, still whispering in his ear.
"Once again, your closet homophobia seeps to the surface," Kurt mumbled.
"Don't give me that. I mean, I know I should not have used that word in your basement, but you weren't exactly innocent either. Secretly staring at me when I was changing, stealing my … underwear," Finn whispered intensely.
"You have issues with me being gay. I get it," Kurt responded.
"No, actually I don't. I have issues with the fact that you don't know that no means no," Finn said honestly.
"I just want to sing with him," Kurt retorted.
"Then you don't give a damn about any of us," Finn reminded. "If he sings with you, he'll take so much crap, he'll HAVE to quit glee club…. but it's your call," Finn finished.
-GLEE-
After his confrontation with Kurt, Finn went to go meet Rachel in the choir room to rehearse for the duet competition. They belted out a perfect rendition of 'Don't Go Breaking My Heart' and right afterward, Finn said, "We're totally going to win this thing."
"I know," Rachel sounded disappointed.
"Don't be sad. Breadstix has these vegan meatballs. They're- they're ok," Finn tried helping.
"I'm not a very nice person," Rachel realized.
"Yeah, but I still like you," Finn smiled as he sat next to her.
"And you. You're so kind and open. It's made me want to be a better person," Rachel started.
"We have to throw the competition," She said abruptly.
"But… I love Breadstix," Finn pouted.
"No, if we want to win Nationals then Sam has to win and build his confidence and popularity in the group," Rachel responded.
"Wait a sec, does that mean we'll come in last? What about the punishment?" Finn remembered.
"Oh, come on. It's Mr. Schue. How bad could it be?" Rachel laughed. Finn remembered the terrible wedgies he had gotten from Mr. Schue.
"I don't know Rach-" Finn began before he felt Rachel's hand on his thigh.
"Come on Finn. For me?" Rachel asked, running her hand further up his leg.
"Um, Okay. Yeah, totally," Finn smiled.
"Great," She said as she patted his leg. "Now we have to figure out how I, Rachel Berry, will lose a singing competition."
-GLEE-
Brittany stood in front of Artie as he put books in his locker. "Hi. Im into you."
"Um... You never talk to me..." Artie trailed off.
"Will you go out with me?" Brittany asked bluntly. "And be my duet partner."
"Why?"
"I wanna wheel you around." Brittany grinned.
"Ok!"
-GLEE-
Finn and Sam were the last two people in the lockerroom. It smelled like sweat from the boys on the football team. "I don't see what the big deal is the dude sent me like 6 mp3's of him singing. Kid sounds like Faith Hill." Sam complained walking to his locker. His red towel draped around his legs and waist, It felt like a fluffy cloud to Sam. He brought his own towels for showering, didn't use the gyms.
"You're going to get beat up, teased and wedgied." Finn said.
"First off, If anyone hits me I'll hit back. Everyone is teased. And I've never even been wedgied. Besides that, Remember what you said when you got me to join?" Sam explained. The two boys reminisced to just a while back.
"So, joining Glee Club won't only keep this video safe. You'll be popular of we win a trophy. Most of the kids here haven't even seen the ocean. Imagine bringing back a first place trophy." Finn smiled.
As the two stopped their remembrance Sam gave him a look. "I said IF we win a trophy." Finn pointed out. Finn looked down as Sam pulled up a pair of Pink Bikini Briefs. "Pink? Isn't that a little... Well, gay?"
"Oh, I see what this is about. You don't like gay people!" Sam analyzed.
"No. I don't have a problem but other people do arou-" Finn started.
"I gave him my word. That count for something. Sam interjected, as he walked out of the room. Now fully dressed, in his briefs, boxer briefs and all his other clothing.
-GLEE-
Sam walked down the hallway. His hands swung with the rest of his body, as he got ready to practice to Kurt. It was then when he felt the red liquid sting his body and drip down his face. Had he just been hit with a slushie? Before you could say that he felt the sting of his boxer-briefs dig deep into his ass, sucking his Bikini Briefs with them. He felt the pain and uncomfort alone for a moment. The stinging wet sensation seeped into his ass and crack as the pain became unbearable. When everything stopped, he saw none other than Azimio and Karofsky.
A minute later he sat with his head in the sink. Quinn helped wash the liquid from his hair and neck. "The blue is the worst. When I dated Puck he got it in his pants, he looked like a creature from Avatar down there." Quinn chuckled. "Wedgied him too, just like you."
"I love Avatar. I must have seen it six times." Sam said, stuck on the avatar topic.
"Great." Quinn said sarcastically.
"Me Biamo Tequa." Sam said, he was replied to, with a very odd look. "That's the Avatars language for You have pretty eyes."
At that moment, the two heard the bathroom door make a bang. Finn walked in, surprised at who he saw. "Quinn!? What are you doing here?"
Sam and Quinn turned. Finn noticed the red stain on Sams face and shirt. He looked awful. "I was helping Sam clean off. You can finish up ." Quinn blushed as she left the room.
"Thanks dude, but I'm cool." Sam said ducking back into the sink.
"First wedgie? I see the red seeped down there?" Finn said. He grabbed the handful of his Pink-now-Red bikini briefs and shook them a little. "You just told me you never got a wedgie before didn't you?"
"And my first sucks." Sam said wiping his hair.
"They get worse." Finn said. "Look on the bright side. That tape of you in your underwear, it's destroyed."
"How? It's in my bag." Sam asked.
Finn tilted his head. "Stole it, Put it in the blender in cooking."
"You only did that because you were on the video." Sam said wiping his face off with toilet paper. "You don't even try to be friends with me." Sam added.
"I want to, I just don't know how to." Finn sighed.
"What does that mean?" Sam interrogated. He turned off the sink to look at him, still looking partly red.
"Well we all have our things. Kurt's the glamorous one, Rachel's the star, Santana's the bitch, Brittanys the dumb one. I'm the confident leader, even though I'm not so confident. But I can see that's also who you are. We're the same, I don't see how we can be friends." Finn confessed.
"That's right, we are the same. You have days where it's go play football and act like Mr. popular or curl up in a ball and die. If your underwear secret ever got out you'd just, curl up and die, like I said. And if you think that's why we can't be friends, then okay. But it also means we can be best friends." Sam explained.
Finn looked at him and grinned. He looked 100% happy with that response. "Then come on, I'll drive you home. No point in taking the bus when you're stained." Finn said, patting him on the back.
-GLEE-
Sam was completely naked as he rubbed the conditioner in his hair. When Kurt strutted in the room he saw the conditioner. Kurts gaydar went off again. Sam washed out the conditioner and opened his eyes. "God!" He yelled, scared at Kurt's sudden appearance.
"We need to talk." Kurt said letting out a deep breath.
"Guys usually don't talk in here..." Sam said covering himself with his hands.
"I'm setting you free." Kurt sighed. "So go find a new partner."
"Wait. Did I do something to offend you?" Sam asked, sounding very confused. "Sorry dude, You seem cool."
"Sam. You didn't offend me. You were loyal, honorable. You're probably the coolest, nicest straight guys I've ever met. So, I cant let you get teased for singing with me." Kurt explained.
"I don't care about the teasing. I don't want to leave you partner less." He responded.
"It's okay. And by the way, they make conditioner for color treated hair." Kurt called walking away.
"I don't dye my hair!" Sam shouted, chuckling afterwards. He heard the iotter patter of the shower water splattering against the ground. As he turned the shower off he realized he knew who his new partner would be.
-GLEE-
Sam brought Quinn Into the science room. "That's Venus, planet of love." he smiled. He pointed up to a planet hanging from the ceiling. He looked at Quinn observing the planet.
"Actually... That's Mars, planet of war. Now please tell me you aren't flirting." Quinn retorted.
"Will you please be my partner?" Sam asked, getting down on one knee.
Quinn chuckled, and then she got a whiff of Sams cologne. It smelled like a citrus waterfall. "Deal. But only because the other good partners are taken."
-GLEE-
Will and Carl were in the Gym lockerroom, getting ready to exercise. They finally made their plans to go together. No one else was in the locker room at the time. Only the boys. So when Will looked up, he let out a gasp. He looked at Carl, standing in only his underwear. It wasn't normal underwear. He had on a neon orange thong. His amazingly round, but not toned butt was revealed.
"What?" Carl asked. Then he looked down. "The thong?"
"Yeah." Will said, still surprised.
"I wear these while I work out." Carl lied. "And Emma likes these."
Will smiled, looks like he'd be thong shopping.
-GLEE-
"Oooohhoo yeah yee… just like that," Artie demonstrated.
Brittany mimicked him but it was a bit off pitch.
"You know what, I can't do this," Artie said as he started to wheel himself out the room.
"Wait, why?" Brittany stepped in front of him.
"Because I thought I was over someone, but I'm not," Artie stated.
"I know how you can get over someone," Brittany whispered as she carried over to her bed and kissed him.
"Am I about to lose my virginity?" Artie asked quietly.
Brittany removed Artie's pants leaving him in his white y-front Jockey briefs.
"Yes," she replied to his question.
-GLEE-
Over the past week, Finn and Rachel had thrown around several ideas of how they would lose, but they finally decided on singing an offensive song. They dressed up for their performance as a young catholic girl and a preacher. Their song was about making a baby.
"That was really rude," Sam said bluntly.
"I seriously want to punch both of you," Quinn said confused.
"I have to agree. It's a great duet, but what you guys did with it was really inappropriate. I'm very disappointed," Will stood.
"What?" Rachel acted surprised. "I'm-we're shocked!"
"Completely shocked!" Finn agreed as they took their seats.
Will looked at them confused.
"Um, alright. Who's next?" Will stated.
Sam and Quinn got up. They performed 'Lucky', a song about being in love with your best friend.
"Alright, now it's time to vote," Will announced.
Everyone voted on a piece of paper and Will tallied the votes.
"We have a winner…. and a loser," Will declared.
"The winner of the free dinner to Breadstix is Quinn and Sam!" Will smiled as they came to retrieve their prize.
"And the losers are Finn and Rachel," Will nodded.
Finn gulped.
-GLEE-
Quinn fiddled with a breadstick as she say in Breadstix. The entire room smelled of garlic sprinkled bread, and she loved it. "You know I hear they only buy these frozen and heat these up?"
"First time here, they don't have these in the south." Sam pointed out.
"I thought you were LA. You look like a surfer." Quinn bit a Breadstick.
"No. Tennessee, I moved school and wanted people to think I looked cool. And then I lied. I almost got away with it too, but Kurt and his Sixth Sense." Sam explained vaguely.
"Oh my god." Quinn smirked. "You are gay?"
Sam looked at her oddly. He gave a smirk and shook his head. "What? No. I dyed my hair. Why do people think I am gay?"
"Just a few. But, when people see us holding hands tomorrow. They won't." Quinn smiled.
"Holding hands?" Sam questioned.
"Yes. This is our first date."
-GLEE-
The next day, Finn was told to meet Mr. Schue in his office after school to receive his punishment.
Dressed in his red shorts and McKinley shirt to work out, Finn walked in.
"Hey, Mr. Schue," Finn sounded nervous.
"Oh, hey Finn. Close the door behind you," Will instructed.
Finn obeyed and then asked, "So, what's my punishment?"
Will laughed. "Finn, did you really have to ask?"
Finn half-smiled.
"Alright, turn around over here and bend over the desk slightly," Will ordered.
"But Mr. Schue, what about our deal?" Finn tried.
"That deal was for you not to give any wedgies to me. It didn't say anything about me giving them to you," Will reminded.
Finn gritted his teeth and began to sweat lightly. Finn began to get in position. Finn didn't like receiving wedgies from anyone, but it was different with Mr. Schue. He was one of the first people to know Finn's secret. He felt extremely vulnerable with him.
Finn put his hands on the desk and leaned over. He felt one his hands pick up the back of his shirt to get a better view of his undies. Will saw Finn was wearing a pair of yellow boxers and a white Calvin Klein waistband underneath. Will placed both his hands on Finn's white waistband. He had an excellent grip as Finn was doing this voluntarily.
"You ready?" Will asked.
Finn nodded his head as he shut his eyes tight in preparation.
Slowly, Will began to pull up on the boy's briefs, inching the waistband higher and higher. The white fabric had barely entered Finn's butt when he heard and felt the slapping on the waistband on his back.
Finn opened and looked over his shoulder.
"Was that it?" Finn asked in disbelief.
Will smiled and nodded.
"But why?" Finn asked.
"I know you threw the duet competition," Will explained.
"But how?" Finn asked, shocked.
"Rachel would've never sang that song in that way. You also never would've voted for them unless you wanted to lose. And so with that, I decided that you didn't really deserve this punishment," Will smirked.
Finn chuckled.
"But don't think you'll get so lucky next time," Will laughed.
Finn laughed. "Well, then I'll get you back next semester when the deal expires."
Finn turned to leave.
"Wait Finn, I noticed that you're still wearing boxers over your briefs," Will began.
"Yeah," Finn responded. "I just have to Mr. Schue. I can't be as cool or as confident as you yet. I'm not ready."
Will nodded. "I understand. Just know that it won't be easier later. It's better to be yourself sooner than later," Will advised.
Finn nodded as he left the office.
Will watched him walk down the hall and giggled when he saw Finn pick the small wedgie he had just gotten.